The Bold Lover

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Title:     The Bold Lover
Author: Everard Jack Appleton [More Titles by Appleton]

He held her hand, and joy shone in his eyes;
The world and all therein to him was fair;
What mattered now the gloomy, lowering skies?
For what the future held he did not care!
He only knew he loved her and that she
Was everything a real sweetheart should be.

He held her hand.... The car was crowded, too;
The passengers could not suppress their smiles.
The love he felt, perhaps, obscured his view,
So wrapt was he in all her pretty wiles.
And when he kissed her rosy lips, a hush
Fell on them as they saw her slowly blush!

He held her hand and gazed about with pride,
As though to challenge those who'd say him nay;
He held her hand--and nestling to her side,
The interested audience heard him say;
"Oh, Momie, dear, you're sweet as any rose--
I love you more dan anybody knows."

[The end]
Everard Jack Appleton's poem: Bold Lover

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